Chapter 1: Arriving

I gently open my eyes, to see that I'm still on the boat, with my backpack, and suitcase, and with my brother and cousin right beside me. They're knocked out, and I find it funny how much we all look alike. Dante is sleeping, dead to the world, on The bunk, while Vergil sleeps right above him. Nero's under me, and with a light thud, I land perfectly on the floor. The metal is kinda cold. But nothing I can't handle. I look at the ocean, and think. I gonna be the youngest, even though Nero is as young as me. I skipped a grade, and preschool, so basically even though my bros are two years older, and sophomores, I'm a freshman that should be in 8th grade. My parents were worried, but, too late now. Nero has a similar case, as enforce he lived somewhere else, where his level was equal invent to mine, so we both started school late and skipped a grade. I think about how much each teacher will expect, or who my dorm buddy is. My ears pick up Nero waking up, stretching. Soon he joined me outside, gesturing good morning. I liked this about Nero. If I wanted to talk, I could, or if I didn't, he wouldn't mind. We watched the waves and sun, and the reflection. "You nervous too?" he asks.

"Yea, I guess."

"Well, at least Vergil and Dante can help us."

"If they aren't embarrassed to be with us".

"I don't think they will."

"Who really knows?"

"Well, it's family".

"But this is school."

"I don't under-"

"they have reps to hold up."

"But-"

"Well, I have an easy time being the sexiest guy in the school, so I don't really worry about losing my reputation. I just work on getting C's and that's about it." Dante was standing there, crossed arms, with the signature smirk of his.

"And I do not care for reputations, or 'reps' as you call it".

Vergil emerged from the other gap of the door, showing his somewhat smile, only for us. I smile, and soon, it's the four of us talking and trading jokes and random knowledge, like the times when I was five. The ship's captain soon comes to inform us tat Fortuna is coming up. Me and Nero rush to the front deck, and see a castle town full of bustling streets , in between the port full of boats. Vergil and Dante get our bags for us, understanding our excitement. I haven't been here since I was four, so it's been a while. I remember father's castle, and the snow fights between me and Dante. There was also Vergil's piano playing, and me singing to a few songs along, as his talented fingers danced on the keys. The boat docked, and we thanked the captain. Nero and I looked around, with eyes full of wonder. Vergil and Dante lead the way, Vergil gesturing hello to some townspeople, and Dante flirting every now and then with a young lady. We came up to the school, next to the opera building, and beside the church. In golden letters, on top of the grand entrance door, was the school's name and logo; Fortuna's School of the Sword: Where Defenders of the Future are Made.

Big name, huh?